Old Walls Have Ears.. Poem by Connetta Jean
Old Walls Have Ears..
The Old walls and floors
The open windows and doors
Seem to welcome my spirit this day.
Her time has been long
and my faith is strong
That her walls hear the prayers that i pray.
As i sit in the silence
with snow flakes and leaves
In the light of a day soon to end....
I ask that God touch her
with strong walls to hold her
She's been a good faithful friend.
Amen.
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